Round and round,
Up and down it goes,
With its horses and its music,
And it's painted poles.
People laugh and ride,
Children holding on tight,
As the horses rise up and down,
And the music plays on.
A carousel is a place of joy,
A place of eternal youth,
A place where dreams come true.
It is a place where anything is possible,
Where you can be anything you want to be,
And the only limit is your imagination.
So come on and take a ride,
On the carousel of life,
Let the music take you away,
And the horses carry you
To a place of magic and wonder.
Close your eyes and dream
And let the carousel take you away
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This poem made me want to go find a carousel to ride. I really loved the uplifting nature of this!
Riding on a carousel would be so wonderful! Loved this!
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